It was not until he had reached the age of 17 that thesefears had been confirmed, for better and for worse. Although Robin did not see it himself, gi...ls seemed to find him quiteattractive. He had never protested, and it was these looks plus his sparklingwit (he liked to think) that had gotten Charlotte's attention. She had beenhis third girlfriend, and the least inhibited one thus far. So it was thatone October evening when Charlotte's parents were away, Robin had found himselfon the settee in. While I had saved my ass from going to jail on that one, or so I thought.We made it home a few hours before the wife and son did. I called a friend, I did work for sometimes to come over and hook up cameras all over the house.They where small and weren't seen to well.I went to my study and started working on a way to tape my wife fucking my son or anyone else for that matter.I was able to hide the taping from everyone, and they never knew about the cameras.About three months went by and Joan. Kevin was starting to really get into his act now and told her to show him her tits. She immediately obeyed and unbuttoned her blouse and removed her brassiere, letting her massive tits fall free of their confinement. They fell out of her brassiere and bounced slightly as they fell. She grasped one in each of her hands and kneaded them, and gently rolled her thumbs over the erect nipples for Kevin's pleasure. Her eyes were still locked on his dick as his hand pumped on it. The shaft was. Then I realized what was going on. I was willing to bet that these soldiers were the dregs of the local Army units. The opening round of a gladiatorial event was a comedy set to get the audience in the mood for the serious fighting to come after lunch. We slaves were supposed to be wiped out, but we were supposed to get in a few licks at the incompetent soldiers to give the audience something to laugh at. Well, I was ahead of the schedule, but I was not going to worry about that.Now I had 17.